Xu Ziqing stood on the stage flipping through her phone for a long time. The confidence that had once filled her face was gradually replaced by urgency. After a considerable time, she finally began to murmur, her tone laced with disbelief.
"How can it be gone, where is my recording? How can it be gone? Who deleted it, who?"
As Xu Ziqing uttered these words, the Ye Family matriarch finally felt completely at ease. She turned to glance at Xia Weiyi, noticing that her expression was consistently calm and not at all surprised.
The matriarch, sharp-minded as she was, immediately realized that the recording on Xu Ziqing's phone had been deleted by Weiyi long ago.
With her back now straightened, she recalled all the indignities she had suffered at the hands of Xu Ziqing recently and felt her chest tighten with anger. Without another word, she sided with Xia Weiyi and glared furiously at Xu Ziqing.
